“You didn’t come to my game,” Sae says. He doesn’t lessen his grip on your wrist, like he’s scared you’ll push him away. “You’re always there.” His brows just barely furrow, but it’s all the emotion he shows. He knows he broke up with you, knows you’re upset about it. Sae doesn’t get why you’re suddenly avoiding him. Aren’t you still friends? He’d broken up with you because you were a distraction from soccer, but he’s more distracted without you. You need to hold his hand and bother him.